Poetry

What are you stacking today Uncle Charles?
Bread and then some other bread.
 
What are you stacking today Uncle Charles?
Your head on a platter and bread.
 
What are you stacking now Uncle Charles?
Beats me. The bread tells me what to stack.
 
What are you stacking now Uncle Charles?
Today, just bread and raisins.

But when are you stacking bread Uncle Charles?
As soon as I finish rolling down this embankment.

But when are you stacking bread Uncle Charles?
As soon as I finish rolling the fucking bread down this embankment.

But what are you stacking, Uncle Charles?
Don’t worry yourself about that, Breadface.

But what are you stacking, Uncle Charles?
Just pudding. Just kidding. Just bread.

How do you stack it?
The-

How do you stack it?
Only The-

How do you stack it?
Bread knows.